12/12/2014

today i was doing dishes when i somehow ended up flinging a spoon across my kitchen counter and stove while i was trying to put it in the dish rack. i was gonna say that the speed at which it flew across the room, away from my outstretched hand, sort of made me feel like i was in thematrix, but i guess in that movie he bent the spoon and didn’t throw it around using telekinesis. anyway, it ended up landing between the oven and the wall, in a space so tight that i spent three minutes trying to wedge it out and couldn’t do it. so, now "there is no spoon" or whatever.